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The Quanxing members who were begging for mercy: "?"
Even as they were impaled and killed by the returning darts, their eyes remained filled with bewilderment, along with lingering shock, astonishment, and regret.
Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have recognized this damn eight-armed Arhat as my boss.
If they had fought back just now, they might have had a chance to fight back, but now they're all dead at the hands of that idiot Eight-Armed Arhat...
The eight-armed Arhat, who had achieved complete domination of the entire battlefield: "..."
Would you believe me if I said it was unintentional? It was just a mistake.
The eight-armed Arhat swallowed hard as he watched Lu Xuan approach.
At the critical moment of life and death, the eight-armed Arhat suddenly had a brilliant idea and spoke up.
"Master Lu, does this mean I've abandoned darkness and embraced the light?"
"Can I offer their lives as a pledge of loyalty?"
"I've actually long admired the righteous path, but I had nowhere to turn. I really wanted to be a righteous person. In fact, I killed them on purpose..."
Faced with the shamelessness of the Eight-Armed Arhat, Lu Xuan responded with an invisible sword aura.
A distant sword cry seemed to echo in the air once again.
An invisible sword aura sliced through, and the other arm of the Eight-Armed Arhat was also silently severed.
The eight-armed Arhat now became a bare-armed Arhat, screaming as he knelt on the ground.
At the critical moment of life and death, the eight-armed Arhat begged for mercy.
"Lu, Lu Xuan, Daoist Lu, don't you want to know who I am?"
"I am actually from the Quanxing sect. We came to Longhu Mountain with a plan. If you spare my life, I will tell you everything..."
As the Eight-Armed Arhat faced imminent death, he began to speak recklessly.
For him, all he wanted was to live; betraying his comrades was commonplace. He just wanted to survive.
Unfortunately, Lu Xuan didn't want to listen.
"You talk too much."
"Your soul can tell me far more than you can tell me with your mouth."
Lu Xuan struck the "Bare-Armed Arhat" on the head with a palm strike, sword light swirling in his palm.
Grab it and refine it instantly!
The head of the eight-armed Arhat was silently shattered into a cloud of blood mist by the sword light in Lu Xuan's palm.
Lu Xuan held the memories of this operation in his mind.
"A descendant of Granny Liu? Can she use the token to send messages to everyone who left the token?"
Lu Xuan's fingertips flickered with sword light, obliterating the remaining soul of the Eight-Armed Arhat.
After seeing how Gong Qing contacted Quanxing, he had a new idea for how to deal with Quanxing's attack on the mountain.
I'll go talk to the old master tomorrow.
"Hey! Isn't this perfect! Master Lu, are you done?"
"You've worked hard, leave the rest to us brothers!"
Xu Si arrived just in time with Wang Da and Wang Er, who are professional floor cleaners.
Surprisingly, the Quanxing who died today actually has a complete corpse? The sun must have risen in the west!
Oh! You mean it bounced back? No wonder.
Chapter 71: My Wuhou Qimen has its own profound mysteries
Longhushan, the competition venue.
Because ordinary equipment cannot capture Qi, even though everyone present was an extraordinary person, they did not have the ability to mentally reconstruct the moves from the video footage.
Longhushan used special equipment for live broadcasting, and the large screen next to the competition venue gave the participants a sudden... illusion of returning to civilized society?
As the favorites of this competition, Lu Xuan and Zhuge Qing attracted a huge crowd, filling every seat to the stadium.
After all, one side was a genius from a prestigious family who had mastered all the unique skills of the Zhuge family at a young age.
As a genius, Zhuge Qing could be described as "someone else's child" since childhood, as if all miracles were to happen to him as a matter of course.
The other party is from Wudang and has almost never appeared in the world of supernatural beings.
However, Lu Xuan killed more than two hundred Quanxing members in one day, including many well-known Quanxing masters, and thus rose to fame.
The Wudang Tai Chi and the Zhuge family's Qimen Dunjia techniques further piqued the audience's curiosity.
The popularity of Wudang Tai Chi needs no introduction, and the unpredictable methods of the sorcerers, which seem mysterious to outsiders, are even more eye-catching.
Both players were considered favorites to win the championship, with similar odds, leading many to believe it was a preview of the final.
The audience arrived early, and Zhuge Qing entered the arena surrounded by them.
But the atmosphere is a bit strange right now...
At this moment, seeing the discussions among the crowd surrounding Zhuge Qing, even Zhuge Qing's little fangirls began to feel sorry for him.
The reason is naturally because...
The referee, a Taoist priest, looked at Zhuge Qing in the arena with a strange expression.
"Zhuge Qing, what's wrong with your face?"
"What happened to you?"
"If it's related to the competition, Longhushan can help you get justice."
It's no wonder the Taoist priests of Longhu Mountain said that.
After all, Zhuge Qing's appearance today was quite peculiar; his face was swollen so badly that it looked like he had just been through a major ordeal...
"Even if I lose the battle, I won't lose face," Zhuge Qing coughed lightly.
He began to explain, looking somewhat embarrassed.
"I have recently been studying Qimen Dunjia techniques, preparing to create some new Qimen Dunjia methods to strengthen the heritage of my Zhuge family."
"Unfortunately, something went wrong. There was a mishap with the flow of Qi. Um, yes... the Hand Yangming Large Intestine Meridian was blocked, which made my face swollen!"
The referee was taken aback. He was studying Qimen Dunjia? This descendant of the Zhuge family was truly gifted.
"Isn't Qimen Dunjia primarily related to internal vision? How can her face be swollen?"
The referee looked puzzled.
He had also heard a little about the way of the sorcerer. Although the cultivation of this way appeared calm on the surface, it was much more dangerous than the cultivation of ordinary supernatural beings. If one was not careful, one would suffer from qi deviation.
But I've never heard of someone studying Qimen Dunjia getting their face swollen from straining.
The swelling on Zhuge Qing's face looked more like a slap, with the handprint still faintly visible...
"Master, you don't understand..."
Zhuge Qing shook his head, his face enigmatic.
"My Zhuge family's Wuhou Qimen has been passed down for thousands of years, and it has some mysteries that you cannot understand."
"Ah this..."
The referee scratched his head. Oh, I see.
The referee didn't ask any more questions, but instead reminded the contestants to enter the arena.
"Contestant Lu Xuan, please enter the arena immediately."
Upon hearing Lu Xuan's name, Zhuge Qing's face twitched involuntarily.
What? You're asking how he got his injuries?
Have you ever heard that warlocks must have a desire to explore the truth of this world?
A sorcerer who lacks the desire to explore and the tireless pursuit of truth is not a good sorcerer.
Curiosity about everything is extremely important to a sorcerer.
A sorcerer must have curiosity and the spirit of "I can die content if I hear the truth in the morning" to be willing to try new things.
Zhuge Qing: "..."
Okay! The truth is that after he drew lots yesterday, he went back and consulted the oracle.
All I could see was a giant hand appearing out of thin air from the interior...
Then he was pulled out of the inner world, and his physical body was slapped at the same time.
"Ouch! That hurts!"
Because the incident was so bizarre, Zhuge Qing instinctively forgot to find out who had hit him.
This is just too outrageous!
Someone, following divination, invaded my inner world and destroyed my consciousness along with my physical body.
Not to mention the Zhuge family, no one in the entire world of supernatural beings has ever heard of such an outrageous thing.
In the realm of divination, one has only ever heard of those who cannot calculate or cannot afford the cost, but has never seen anyone slap someone based on their senses.
Although he had some guesses, the truth was too outrageous, so outrageous that Zhuge Qing could hardly believe it.
"Immortals? Does such a realm... truly exist?"
Even the ancestor of the Zhuge family, Zhuge Liang, could not reach such a level...
Just as Zhuge Qing was pondering, Lu Xuan strolled over leisurely.
"Lu Xuan versus Zhuge Qing, the match begins!"
With all the contestants present, the referee gave the order.
Unexpectedly, Zhuge Qing did not make a move immediately. Instead, he looked at Lu Xuan in front of him and asked a question.
"Master Lu, I heard that you told Xiao Xiao during yesterday's match that he would not get injured no matter what, is that right?"